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[Voice] Vatheon Community Radio #2 [Backdated to Yesterday]
Breaking news!
I'm getting reports that as of late yesterday night, all citizens stricken by the body-switching plague are being returned to their own natural forms. They're finding themselves back where they belong, presumably wiser, and with more understanding of their fellow citizens than before.
After all, haven't we all heard the saying, "Walk a mile in a man's shoes, and you will know that he's leaving a trail of bloody footprints behind as he chases you, desperate to get his shoes back. Youuuu dirty thief!"
[This last was delivered in an increasingly menacing tone, ending in an accusatory snarl. Then suddenly, his tone is chipper again]
And so we close yet another chapter in the saga that is our dread-filled, yet ultimately benign, lives.
Vatheon, we have weathered this crisis, and once again we have said to the universe "No! You won't break us! We may have gills, but we'll just learn how to swim! We may accidentally burn the city down with powers we cannot understand and can barely control, but that's what all the water is for! You may have proven that ultimately our consciousness is something which can be easily ripped from the fragile container that we call 'ourselves' and housed within another corporal shell for the amusement of shadowy, and unknowable powers, but that's fine."
In the end, Vatheon, as we learned something about the body we were forced to endure, haven't we learned something about ourselves? And isn't that something to be thankful for?
So please, turn to your neighbour, and - if the entity which recently controlled your body left you with the ability to move and speak - embrace them, and tell them that you understand them a little better. Because listeners, we're all in this together. And sometimes, we're in other things. Together.
This has been Vatheon Community Radio. Good night, listeners.
Good night.
I'm getting reports that as of late yesterday night, all citizens stricken by the body-switching plague are being returned to their own natural forms. They're finding themselves back where they belong, presumably wiser, and with more understanding of their fellow citizens than before.
After all, haven't we all heard the saying, "Walk a mile in a man's shoes, and you will know that he's leaving a trail of bloody footprints behind as he chases you, desperate to get his shoes back. Youuuu dirty thief!"
[This last was delivered in an increasingly menacing tone, ending in an accusatory snarl. Then suddenly, his tone is chipper again]
And so we close yet another chapter in the saga that is our dread-filled, yet ultimately benign, lives.
Vatheon, we have weathered this crisis, and once again we have said to the universe "No! You won't break us! We may have gills, but we'll just learn how to swim! We may accidentally burn the city down with powers we cannot understand and can barely control, but that's what all the water is for! You may have proven that ultimately our consciousness is something which can be easily ripped from the fragile container that we call 'ourselves' and housed within another corporal shell for the amusement of shadowy, and unknowable powers, but that's fine."
In the end, Vatheon, as we learned something about the body we were forced to endure, haven't we learned something about ourselves? And isn't that something to be thankful for?
So please, turn to your neighbour, and - if the entity which recently controlled your body left you with the ability to move and speak - embrace them, and tell them that you understand them a little better. Because listeners, we're all in this together. And sometimes, we're in other things. Together.
This has been Vatheon Community Radio. Good night, listeners.
Good night.
[Voice]
Yes! It's over by -- [ Barry gave instructions on how to get to the garden, it was easy enough to follow and not too hard to miss. ]
[Voice] --> [Action]
[And indeed, he's there waiting at the spot they arranged. He's not tall, he's not short, or thin, or fat. He's wearing a tie and an argyle vest, his sleeves rolled up to show tattoos on his arms. Tattoos of arcane symbols and tentacles. In the centre of his forehead is the symbol that everyone gets when they're brought to Vatheon.
He smiles uncertainly, shifting from heels to toes, fidgeting as he waits]
[Action]
[ Cecil was perfectly plain, while simultaneously being someone very attractive. It was a perfect mirror to Barry's own angelic beauty. ]
Cecil?
[Action]
Barry, right? Hi! [He holds out his hand, beaming]
[Action]
It's a pleasure to finally see you in the flesh, dear Cecil.
Re: [Action]
The pleasure's all mine, Barry! Here I am, all fleshy.
[Action]
And here I was beginning to think you were nothing but a disembodied voice~
[ Barry laughed lightly. ]
Shall we walk?